Vas Lyrics
"The Reaper And The Flowers"

There is a reaper, whose name is Death
And with his sickle keen
He reaps the bearded grain at a breath
And the flowers that grow between

There is a reaper, whose name is Death
And with his sickle keen
He reaps the bearded grain at a breath
And the flowers that grow between

Shall I have naught that is fair sayth he
Have not but the bearded grain
Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me
I will give them all back again

And he gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes
And he kissed their drooping leaves
It was for the Lord of Paradise
He bound them in his sheaves

My Lord has need of these flowerettes gay
The Reaper said and smiled
Dear tokens of the earth are they
When he once was a child

They shall all bloom in fields of light
Transplanted by my care
And saints upon their garments white
These sacred blossoms wear

And the mother gave in tears and pain
The flowers she most did love
She knew she'd find them all again
In the fields of light above

Though not in cruelty and not in wrath
The Reaper came that day
T'was an angel visited the green earth
And took the flowers away

T'was an angel visited the green earth
And took the flowers away